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Ge Hua, whose time is full every day, can still feel that he has gradually become a marginal person in the class.From the fact that she was deliberately isolated on the court, almost no one passed the ball to her, to the fact that only some people in the class were joking, and when they saw her, they suddenly fell silent.All of this began to intensify when the midterm exam results were announced, and it may have been planted in normal times: Ge Hua, who was sitting in the last row, became the object of attention of several young teachers in class.These teachers asked Ge Hua a lot of questions, and they were very patient with her homework and explanations.Therefore, the fact that several supporting teachers lived in Ge Huahua was interpreted as "Ge Hua has a backstage", and when Ge Hua jumped from the No. "The teacher is too eccentric."

The most enthusiastic disseminator of this idea is Ge Sang, the English class representative of Class One and One of Senior High School.She and Ge Hua are in the same village, and are in the same class in junior high school, so they are familiar with each other.Ge Sang knew Ge Hua's strength when she was in junior high school, at least in the English class, she would be more than ten points higher than Ge Hua in every test.But this midterm exam, under the premise that the test papers were difficult, Ge Sang scored 105 points and Ge Hua scored 120 points.Ge Sang felt that the English teacher, Mr. Lu, must have given Ge Hua some little-known tricks.After finding the reason, Ge Sang paid special attention to the relationship between Ge Hua and Teacher Lu, and she found some evidence: Teacher Lu only likes to run with Ge Hua; Corrected Ge Hua’s pronunciation twice more; and once Teacher Lu received a courier, he stuffed something to Ge Hua and said, “This is protein powder, you can drink a cup every day at school as an afternoon snack, hot water can go to My office is down."

If they pay attention, teenage children can see more details that are carefully covered up in front of everyone: the math teacher Mrs. Lei seems to be interested in the English teacher.He would deliberately put water on the court and let Teacher Lu break his ball; sometimes when he was tutoring evening self-study with Teacher Lu, he deliberately appeared in the same classroom, and then looked up from time to time to see Teacher Lu who was not far away; Maybe there are some things that are deliberately associated, for example, someone saw Mr. Lei and Mr. Lu appearing together in a supermarket in the city on weekends.But the gentle teacher Lei is Ge Sang's white moonlight.

Anger at Mr. Lu's eccentricity, and sourness towards Mr. Lei's private thoughts, always entangled in Ge Sang's heart.She had no intention of studying, and immediately approached Mr. Lu as a resignation representative as soon as the midterm results were announced.

Song Han looked at the girl who didn't want to meet her eyes, "You have done a good job, and you did well in the test this time. Your English score is the top three in the grade. You know, there is a task-based reading in this test paper. The article is from the college entrance examination. Why did you resign?"

"Anyway, I think my abilities are limited, and I'm not qualified for the position of class representative." Ge Sang's words made Songhan want to laugh.A class representative is like the person in charge of an enterprise, who will take the blame and resign if there is a quality problem.The difference is that the tone of the person in charge is quite impatient, even disgusted, "Mr. Lu, you know what you have done yourself. I am also a sensible person, and I know that doves should not occupy the magpie's nest." Ge Sang This tone is a bit like that of a senior village woman.

Song Han is a serious person, "Student Ge Sang, what do you mean by a dove occupying a magpie's nest? What do I know in my heart?" Song Han sighed inwardly: How could he be caught in this kind of blandish talk at such a young age? energy? "I don't understand what you mean, I hope you can explain clearly." Song Han said.

The other teachers in the office also stopped their work and looked at Ge Sang and Song Han.The girl who was only in the first year of high school sneered, and even shook her shoulders vulgarly, "You are partial to Ge Hua, isn't it because you live in her house and eat at her house? I understand this. So you give Ge Hua extra lessons It's just as it should be. Otherwise, with her three-legged cat's English foundation, how did she get the first place in the grade all of a sudden?"

Song Han was about to explain, but Ge Sang left first, "Anyway, I'm too lazy to do it, so don't think I'm a rarity."

It turns out that dealing with teenagers is so troublesome.They understand some of the operating rules of this world, and they exaggerate and distort the facts in a self-righteous way.They have mastered some verbal maneuvers, but without thinking about it, they will turn around and stab the imaginary enemy.

Holding the Chinese textbook, Bai Shuang couldn't help being speechless. She sighed, "This is too—" and swallowed "no tutor" and changed it to "too impulsive".Teacher Liu, the teacher in charge, noticed him, and he had already stood up, "Mr. Lu, this child's attitude is really incredible. Just wait, I'll come find her." Looking at the way he rolled up his sleeves, Song Han was really afraid of this. It became increasingly difficult for her to speak clearly, "Mr. Liu, don't be angry, I can talk to Ge Sang about the misunderstanding here."

"Mr. Lu, it's not a matter of misunderstanding, but an attitude. Who does she think is the class representative in my class? Let her choose?" Teacher Liu put down the teacup heavily. Obviously, this matter is not a misunderstanding, nor a problem. It's not a question of attitude, it's a question of authority.

Lu Songhan frowned, "Why - like this?" She asked Bai Shuang, "Teacher Bai, am I really partial to Ge Hua?"

Bai Shuang, who has been "preferred" by the teacher since she was a child, said, "I think it's normal. Can't the teacher have his own preference? I also like that kid Ge Hua. He is serious, hard-working, and very polite. Although a little shy, but warm-hearted. You don’t know, one night when I was on duty and it was raining, I wanted to ask you to deliver an umbrella, but it turned out that Ge Hua came to deliver it by herself. She is so tall, and I shared an umbrella with her It feels safe to go home.”

Zhu Chrome, who had been immersed in the sea of ​​postgraduate entrance examination questions, stretched his waist, "I should study hard to get recommended after entering university. The postgraduate entrance examination is too hard."

"Mr. Zhu, do you think Song Han is that kind of eccentric teacher?" Bai Shuang asked him.

Zhu Ru rubbed his eyes, "Which teacher is not partial? We are not robots." Back to Song Han's question, Zhu Chrome thought for a while, "Song Han——I don't think there is any particular partiality, but Ge Hua, Sometimes it’s as good as being good to my sister. But it’s also good to other people. Didn’t you buy a lot of extracurricular reading materials for the students out of your own pocket?”

"I think that people's energy, time, and emotions are not endless." Lei Guangguang, who seemed silent, smiled wryly, "It's a false proposition whether everyone can be the same. Of course, I mean the teacher's attention to students. Teachers can't treat everyone equally, so why should they be tied down by the moral evaluation of "favourite" or not?" "The one who tied up the teacher with this is a teenager.

The four were lost in thought at the same time.

However, a question emerged in Song Han's mind more and more clearly: Did he treat Ge Hua much better than the average line for other students?

After she told Zhilan about what she had done for Ge Hua, Zhilan immediately reminded, "Songhan, don't play a nurturing game." See me that way?"

There is no love or hate without reason in this world.She just saw her young self from Ge Hua, and the keen empathy she had cultivated since she was a child was ignited in Ge Hua, and she felt sorry for such a progressive and helpless girl.If there is any fate, there is between her and Ge Hua.Or, there is still a little compensatory psychology, Song Han subconsciously wants to make up for that young self.

Even so, Song Han also realized that some superficial articles still had to be done, and the English class representative was replaced by a classmate from Teacher Liu.Ge Hua is still the most serious student with squinting eyes and straight back, while Ge Sang is becoming tired of studying.In English class, she started to desert and even lay down to sleep, covering her ears as if Songhan's voice was noise.It seems that Mr. Liu's "interview" did not work.Song Han decides to find an opportunity to have a frank talk with the former class representative.

Unexpectedly, it was Ge Hua who acted first.After school on Wednesday, Ge Hua and Ge Sang happened to be on duty in the same group.Song Han who came to look for Ge Sang had to stop after hearing the words of the two people at the back door of the classroom.

"Ge Sang, it's up to you whether you want to learn or not, but it's disrespectful for you to cover your ears in Teacher Lu's class." It turned out that Ge Hua also noticed this problem.

"You also said that it's my own business, take care of yourself, I don't need you to talk about my business. Can I dislike that woman's voice? Can't I be afraid that it will pollute my ears?" Ge Sang was still like that direct.

After a moment of silence, suddenly there was the sound of tables and chairs being smashed, and the sound of tearing came from inside, "Ge Sang, you really don't know what to do!" It was Ge Hua's angry voice.

"How old are you? Do you think you can get into college? Wait until all the supporting teachers have left and see who still loves you." This was Ge Sang's breathless voice.Then came the more violent crash of tables and chairs.

Before Songhan ran into the classroom, the two girls were already wrestling on the ground. Ge Hua took advantage of her size and easily pinned each other to the ground, grabbing each other's wrists with both hands, "Are you crazy?" She was hoarse He shouted, "Why do you have to have trouble with Teacher Lu?"

"I hate her!" Ge Sang also yelled, the two turned their heads together, and saw Song Han standing at the door...

Zhilan's academic performance declined all the way at the beginning of her third year of high school.When the child is in the third year of high school, it is the parents who are most anxious.Her family members were so anxious that they even considered not letting Zhilan take the domestic college entrance examination, and going directly to study abroad for undergraduate studies.Zhilan only told the truth to Song Han, "I hate my new math teacher. He is very impatient with my questions, and even insinuated that I am not a man or a woman in class." Because he didn't like a certain teacher, he used It is a common method for students to fight against learning.Later, in order to study in the same university as Songhan, and to change classes in time, Zhilan's grades improved again.

Facing the two girls who were unhappy with each other, Song Han pressed his temples in the office with some headaches, "Ge Sang, you have the right to hate me, but you have to ask yourself if you really hate English as a subject ? Do you hate going to high school too?"

"Ge Hua," Song Han felt that he couldn't say anything critical to this child, because she was too sensible, except that she didn't eat meat, Song Han was impeccable in almost everything else, "It's wrong to fight, you should strike first , I want to write a 1000-word review, accept it? And, are you two really going to ruin your relationship over the past few years because of a teacher who has only been teaching here for a year?"

Ge Hua and Ge Sang looked at each other, Ge Sang was touched, but Ge Hua was puzzled.

"If the two of you are sure that it's wrong to fight, you both calm down and shake hands with each other. Go back and clean the classroom." Song Han looked at the two girls, and they were deadlocked for a few seconds. Ge Hua stretched out first. Ge Sang hooked her little finger, and then shook it a few times like two children before letting go.A crisis resolved.

"Song Han, I think you're having sex with me." Bai Shuang, who was about to get off work, smiled connotatively.

Song Han took a sip of water to moisten his throat, "I may——not be suitable to be a bosom sister." She didn't want to dig deep into the child's psychology: Why don't you like me?Don't like behind the scenes because you're jealous of others getting more attention from your teacher?Or because of something else?Let the whole emotion be digested by itself.Song Han has always kept a respectful distance from the hidden psychological map of human beings.What's more, there was a reason she vaguely guessed: Lei Guangguang was the object of admiration of many high school girls.He has not been less courteous to himself these days.

Jealousy doesn't just come from grades, or attention, but the vaguely competitive atmosphere between women and women.Because Ge Sang called her, "that woman".How stupid.Song Han shook his head thinking.That's why she didn't break Ge Sang's logic, and the reason for the muddle was to avoid the minefield.If other people have a crush on this kind of thing, don't break it open.

It's just that Ge Hua's eyes made Song Han very concerned: puzzled, wronged, and sad.Compared with other children, Ge Hua is like a traditional Chinese painting with loose layout and dense brush and ink: ink bamboo.She understood the inner sensitivity and fragility of children in such a situation, but she still couldn't fully understand what Ge Hua was thinking.

Obviously she is very introverted, but she will actively talk to herself while running.Although she is young and unsmiling, she has a bright smile in her eyes in class.It was obvious that she seemed to be hiding her deepest thoughts, but what she said was an incomparably concise answer.Perhaps this is the complexity of human beings, love, persistence, confusion, grievance, unwillingness, longing...they nourish the complex temperament of human beings.

But what is rare about Ge Hua is that his body is more simple and almost white.Probably because of this background color, she will carry out the teacher's suggestion without compromise, right?In addition, he became enlightened in high school, no wonder he was able to jump to the top of the grade all at once.

However, if a person requires himself to "a bowl of water is level" on the bright side, it will become more and more deviated in actual operation.The number of times Song Han asked Ge Hua less in class was more evenly distributed to different students.Song Han also saw Ge Hua's smiling eyes staring at the textbook, seeming to be concentrating, maybe distracted.When Songhan returned to Ge's residence, Ge Hua rarely saw her face to face. She was either working in the kitchen or helping her mother with work.She intentionally staggered the time difference.

Song Han's eyes opened up, and the more she saw Ge Hua, the more she saw Ge Hua: Ge Hua's shoes seemed a little small, and her habit of squinting her eyes was due to nearsightedness, and Ge Hua would only look up when she was writing on the blackboard— ——The eyes on the back of Songhan's head saw it.Also, on weekends, Ge Hua would take the bus alone to practice with Coach Ma. Recently, she didn't take the initiative to invite Song Han to practice at the city sports school.But when he came back, he would bring back a pack of fried chestnuts with local characteristics for Bai Shuang and himself.Baishuang eats a lot.

When there was no one in the office, Song Han spread out Ge Hua's [-]-word self-criticism, but after reading it again, he still couldn't see the child's excessive emotions, except for that sentence: don't trouble the teacher.

The little bunny turned out to be so delicate.Song Han smiled: she coincidentally pulled some distance away from herself.But it's the same at home, is it too dedicated to acting?Song Han decided to take some time to "boast" Ge Hua.

That night, Ge Hua deliberately went to do housework after everyone liked clothes.The quiet yard is only made up of the sound of the rushing water.She felt that there was someone behind her, and just about to turn her head, she suddenly mentioned it.The movements in her hands slowed down, she hesitated for a few seconds, then turned her head and nodded to Song Han who was behind her, "Teacher Lu."

Song Han stood side by side with her, looked at the stiff girl and laughed at her, "Ge Sang didn't bother you in private, did he?"

"No." Ge Hua looked down at the clothes in his hand, and Song Han touched her hand when his heart was beating in his throat, "Oh, it's so cold, don't you know how to add some hot water? It's almost November gone."

"Oh." Ge Hua turned around to fetch the kettle.

Song Han watched her work from the side. The girl was dressed thinly for convenience, and the sleeves on her forearm were rolled up high. On the slender next door, there were clearer muscle lines and purple and green blood vessels.Maybe he studied too hard in the past two months, and Ge Hua didn't have time to cut his hair.Her jet-black and stubborn hair went straight to the nape of her neck, and she took the elder sister's hair tie and tied a tail on top of her head at random, as long as she didn't block her eyesight.The bones are also good. The girl is tall, thin, fair skinned, with a straight nose and thin lips. Even if the eyes are small, it will not affect the overall perception.It was only after getting close to Ge Hua that the strange aura made Song Han realize that her estrangement was not all a play. There was a deep gaze in the child's body that was moving around, sinking a magnet to attract people to approach inexplicably.Don't underestimate any child.

Song Han thought for a while, "Ge Hua—" she called the girl.Ge Hua's slender eyes like a white fox were startled before she straightened her gaze. She seemed to muster up the courage to look at Song Han.

Song Han was stunned, she tapped the sink with her fingers, and said, "You can do your laundry."

Ge Hua let out a long breath towards the faucet, his back was already wet with sweat.People are so complicated, and Ge Hua, who forced himself to recite the text silently, was once again in a state of confusion.Teacher Lu's "Ge Hua—" just now, the ending was longer than usual, and it was a little rising, as if he hadn't finished speaking, but also seemed to be terminating something.Ge Hua couldn't tell what it was called.I just felt itchy and tingling heat coming out of the laundry tub just after pouring hot water, mixed with ice water.